I'm not afraid of chaos and I'm happy talking to strangers. I really love not knowing where I'm going.

I'm not on the run from anything and I'm not at all clear about what I'm running towards. But as some great writer put it, I want to be certain that when I arrive at death, I'm totally exhausted.

I once saw my mother playing Mary Magdalene in a parish event. But she had to put the role aside in order to go and front the choir who were singing at the same occasion. She left the stage halfway through the Crucifixion.

There once was a demographic survey done to determine if money was connected to happiness and Ireland was the only place where this did not turn out to be true.

There is a great relief in experiencing the worst vicariously.

Even when they have nothing, the Irish emit a kind of happiness, a joy.

This whole tribal loyalty seems to have gone.